Chapter 6 #4
The sound that Xander made was delicious, rich and hungry, and it made his prick jerk and try to fill again.
“Fuck, baby. Careful if you want me in you. I’ll go off too soon.”
“Careful. I hear you. Do you have a condom?” He just didn’t. He hadn’t needed one.
“I do. In the drawer there.” Xander laughed at his look. “I keep them out here so I don’t forget them on my way out the door. I don’t like to carry one in my wallet all the time.”
He didn’t point out that Xander needed the extra large ones, so it would be difficult to fit one in his pocket.
Iago didn’t think he’d have any trouble sitting on Xander’s dick. In fact, he loved the idea.
He rummaged in the drawer and found the little box of condoms, pulling one out. No lube needed. He was ready.
He helped Xander put the condom on, keeping his touch light and gentle. “Don’t want to set you off, hmm?”
“My knot is already pretty interested,” Xander said, completely breathless. He was vibrating hard, his muscles flexing.
“I’m glad. I can use that in a big way.” He tugged and pulled, making sure Xander was good and covered and ready to go before he climbed aboard and straddled Xander’s hips just above his cock.
“I want you to use it any way you need to, baby.”
Iago cackled. “So cheesy.”
“I always say I’m a not a chef.”
He grabbed Xander’s cock to steady it, holding Xander’s gaze as he rose up to position the tip of his hole. “Good thing I’m not much on fancy and just want to have fun.”
The were definitely going to do that. Xander grabbed his hips and gently eased him down so they came together deep way, and he could already feel the swelling of Xander’s knot.
He rocked, playing with Xander’s knot, squeezing it tight.
“Fuck.” Xander sounded strangled, his hips rocking up and up. “Fuck, baby. That’s… Ugn.”
“Uh-huh. Feel you. So deep.” And he was loving it. Loving it.
“I love how wet you are for me. It makes me feel fucking proud.” Xander pulled him down in a harder rhythm.
Xander was hot. Iago was burning alive, and he’d never felt so sensual, so wanted. It was such a polar opposite from how he’d felt when Xander had been talking about him, and he knew this was the real deal. This Xander couldn’t fake.
He could feel the proof of it all inside him.
And it was swelling. Xander’s knot was unmistakable. And prodigious.
He moaned, his cock starting to fill again, his heartbeat feeling like a thousand butterflies in his belly.
“So fucking fine,” Xander told him. “Want to fill you all the way up.”
“Want to wrap myself around you like a cloak.” Was that stupid? It sounded stupid.
“Anything you want, baby. I’m right here. Any position you want to change, you say so.”
Iago groaned, hips rolling and setting Xander deeper inside him. “Oh, fuck…”
“That’s the idea. Keep up, baby.” Xander winked up at him.
“Uh-huh. Up. All the way up.” No question about it. He was hard as nails.
“Look at you.” Xander tugged at him, hand closing around him, and he was so sensitive now. His whole body shook with it. “Sweet baby.”
He cried out, his eyes rolling back in his head, his body clenching around Xander’s knot.
“That’s it. Take what you want. I swear, baby. You’re killing me here.” Xander was flushed, hot as fire against him. Inside him.
“You.” He wanted Xander. He wanted it all — every inch, every ounce.
“You have me. I’m getting close. Can you feel it?”
He could. Xander’s knot felt huge, swelling inside him and stretching him wide.
He moved faster, bouncing as well as he could. Iago felt so alive. So perfect. He couldn’t believe it. He’d never in a million years have imagined this because Xander had been so adamant they weren’t compatible. Xander had been lying to himself more than anything.
“Jesus, babe. You—” Xander grabbed his cock and started stroking good and hard. His toes curled, lightning shooting up his spine, his balls aching and tender from his earlier orgasm.
Xander’s eyes crossed as his body tightened around the base of that sweet, fat cock.
“Soon.” Xander panted it out, and he shuddered.
“Yes, please. Please. Fill me.”
Xander grunted, eyes going wide, hand clamping down on Iago’s cock. Then he bucked hard, shooting deep inside him, filling the condom.
He whimpered and wrapped his fingers around Xander’s fingers, gasping as they both squeezed. He didn’t need much, just another stroke or two.
And he got just that. Xander thrashed under him, but he never let up, and soon Iago was coming again, his breath heaving in his chest.
Holy shit.
He slumped down, tremors rocking him, his world spinning.
“Damn, baby. You okay?”
When Iago glanced up, eyes wide, Xander shook his head.
“No, no, it was fucking fantastic. I just want to make sure I didn’t hurt you.”
“No. It was just what I needed. Thank you.”
“Mmm.” Xander held him there, and why not? His knot had to go down before they could separate anyway. He hoped the condom was going to hold.
He sighed softly, snuggling in close.
Xander held him, and maybe now it was time for the whole napping part of the day. He could get behind that.
Then they could go eat more pizza if there was any left…